You need a reason for the things I do
I need a miracle to see me through
I give you everything I got inside
If you just stay here tonight
My hands are tied and I?ve been rolling the dice
You?ll be the last one picking up the pieces
You?ll be the last one standing up strong
You?ll be the last one making all the right things wrong
You need a lover in a first degree
As the days go by
The days go by
The days go by
We?ll be the last ones picking up the pieces